Job

I got the job. Come September I'll be working Saturday and Sunday every weekend. It's going to be a lot of work, but it means I might just be able to get through the first year without touching my maintenance fee. It also means I'll be saying goodbye to my (already minimal) spare time for at least 4 months. Not a huge loss, I'll find other times to get off in.

Yesterday in London I bought a dress. It paid for itself. London was humid so I changed into the dress and the looks I got varied between "oh my God, what did she do?" and "oh my God, gotta have me some of that." 3 guys tried chatting me up. One suddenly noticed my pride bracelet, stared at the bracelet, looked at me and the conversation went something like this:

"oh, erm...Is that..? So.. Are you... ? Right... I erm... I'd better... So.. yeah." This was accompanied with pointing at me, him, the bracelet and our general surroundings. The look on his face was priceless.